I love how lovely you are ( Read more... )

Damn it damn it damn it ( Read more... )

Well I'm 18 now.

Cool I guess.

I'm going a little bit crazy again I guess, for reasons I didn't think I'd ever have to worry about.

I'm still lonely, but some things never change.

I still write poetry about it.

Nothing's gonna come of it.

Funny how things stay the same.

I would keep you with me with solid roots deep ( Read more... )

Our humble van tread the lonely road cautiously, catering to each dip in the pavement. A band of four brothers in arms, bound earnestly by our righteous rock and motivated by the will of men with hearts aflame, together rode to meet destiny herself on a strobe-lit stage. Our foes would suffer a noble death by slings and arrows of power chords and ( Read more... )

Fuck my life, said the emo kid ( Read more... )

I can only wonder why the night brings out the worst in me. It infuriates me when I wake for my dawns to have to clean up what my midnights have spoken in rashness. Sometimes I think it cruel that I should have this unspoken hope from a source unknown well up in me as my eyes soak in the day drearily only to see it spent in my days and nights when ( Read more... )

It was odd. That's all that could really be said. It was odd how he could just sit there all by himself at a four-seat table in a packed coffee shop. It was odd the way he sat, or perched, one leg curled up underneath him and both elbows on the table, always one hand caressing the chin as if in deep thought. It was odd how I lost count of the days ( Read more... )

I suppose it's that time again, time to spill what I will on the textual plane. All I've managed to do here is bitch bitch bitch and whine whine whine about how I wanted things to be different, about how I was ready for change. The good news and the bad news is, I think I got what I wanted ( Read more... )

So i'm back, and what a crazy trip it was. It wasn't all bad really. It showed me, if nothing else, that I can stick it out through things I don't like in the least. That means a lot to me right now. I've been highly immature lately, and I apologize. I need to stick it out and shut up, and then things can start to be ok again, or move for that ( Read more... )